Sin City ( Chaesoo G!P 18+ ) ✅

Chapter 9

After I locked the door behind Jin I flicked off the television and made my way to the bathroom. I sighed at the dirty clothes of Chanyeol that were strewn across the floor. I toss them into a basket to be washed. I put away his suits that hung in the bathroom for him to decide what he wanted to wear for that day.

Noticing dried toothpaste in the sink I cleaned that as well. I put away my skincare items and his cologne that had begun to clutter the counter. As I stepped under the cascade of water, I began to hum with the music on my phone. Strange Land - NIKI was playing. It reminded me of that scene from gossip girl with Chuck and Blair in the back of the limo. The memory of their back and forth banter made me smile. I loved Chuck Bass. I seemed to find anyone with a boss man demeanor attractive. I removed my loofah from the shower rack and squeezed a small amount of pomegranate scented body wash onto the sponge.I continued to hum as scrubbed my skin. I repeated the step several times before rinsing away the soap with the detachable shower head. My robe was hanging where it always had, on the rack behind the door.

I slipped into the soft satin fabric as I made my way to the closet. I moved towards the section of my closet that held my casual clothes. My casual clothes shouldn't be classified as casual, business casual maybe, but because I worked from home business clothes were pointless. My closet consisted of skirts, dresses, and dress pants. A few pairs of jeans but not many. Chanyeol favored me in chic, elegant clothing so that's what I wore. I slipped into a flowing skirt, a lace long sleeve top that I paired with nude Christian Louboutin pumps. I was going to the gym, but needed to run some errands afterwards and I didn't want to risk my clothes getting wrinkled in my gym bag. I would hang them in my locker once I got to the gym.

I was brushing my teeth when my phone rang, interrupting the music that was still playing. My dad's name appeared on the screen. I sighed. Then I pressed the green answer key before I could change my mind and let it go to voicemail.

"Hey, dad," I answered after rinsing my mouth.

"Chae, how are you, sweetheart?"

"I'm good. I'm on my way to the gym." I slapped myself on the forehead.

"The gym?" He repeated.

The disgust was evident in the way he spoke.

"You marry that guy, and six months later you're eating vegan, doing yoga, and as thin as a rail. I hope you haven't lost any more weight."

I rolled my eyes. My dad had a way of exaggerating the truth. Not even in high school was I ever thin. I was always more curvy than thin.I buried my face in my palm mentally punishing myself for blabbing.

"The vegan thing was my idea and it was a phase. Please drop it dad." I gathered my gym bag and my Ysl purse, before flicking off all the lights in the apartment.

"Jimin told me he talked to you."

"He called and told me y/n had the baby." I remove my key from my purse and locked the door behind myself.

"You should call him more often."

"I know, dad. Have you seen the baby?" I asked pushing the call button for the elevator.

"Yeah. She's beautiful. She reminds me a lot of you. I think that's why Jimin gave her your name."

"When will geta grandchild from you? You've been married for what? eight years? thought you would've had a child way before Jimin. You've talked about wanting kids since you were ten."

"I've been married for six years."

I corrected.

"We're waiting for the right time."